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color:blue; font-family:verdana}&lt;br /&gt;h2{font-size:10; color:red; font-family:tahoma}&lt;br /&gt;hr {color:aquablue}&lt;br /&gt;p {font-size:10; color:white; font-family:tahoma; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;margin-left: 15px}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;center&gt;Broke&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;font color = "red" &gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAKAKAPANGHINAYANG.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; isang salita na madami ang pinagmulan, pero dumating sa puntong hinde nagustuhan ang kinalabasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;haaaays. sa tinagal tagal ng panahon, nabuhay ulet ako sa pag-blo blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; tutal naman, dumaan na ang &lt;font color = "red" &gt;VALENTINES&lt;/font&gt; ngaun naman ay tungkol padin sa puso. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; kung maari po'y bigyan ninyo ako ng payo pagkatapos ninyong mabasa ito.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;*si isip at si puso nagtatalo*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; isip:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; `di ko siya mahal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red" &gt; puso:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; mahal mo siya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;`di mo lang matanggap.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; isip:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; aaminin ko, minsan ko na siyang naisip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pero wala tlga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red" &gt; puso:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; sabi na nga ba mahal mo siya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; isip:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; `di ko kailangang mahalin siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mas madami akong dapat isipin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; grades, scholarship, gastos, projects, exams at kung ano ano pa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "red" &gt; puso:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; pero masaya ka ba habang ginagawa mo ang mga yan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; isip:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt; kung ito lang ang paraan para kalimutan siya &lt;br /&gt; at para nde ka na&lt;/i&gt; &lt;font color = "red" &gt; MASAKTAN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;, bat `di ko gagawin?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt; nakakapanhinayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; na sa `twing gagawa tayo ng isang tama sa isip natin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; kadalasan,&lt;font color = "red" &gt; PUSO&lt;/font&gt; padin natin ang pinapairal natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt; nakakatuwa dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pero aminin man natin oh hinde, ganto ang kadalasang sitwasyon ng isang tao kung mag-mahal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mas iisipin niya ang kanyang nararamdaman, kaysa sa tamang disisyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; TANONG: &lt;/font&gt; sa tingin mo, anong mas karapat-dapat gawin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ano ba dapat ang sundin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = "blue" &gt; iSiP &lt;/font&gt; o &lt;font color = "red"&gt; 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sa twing dumadating ang pasko, may isang tao ang nde masaya? maaaring gusto mong malaman kung sino.. pero eto ang masasabi ko. di lahat ng tao, masaya sa pasko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;madaming klase ng pasko. isa na dito ang pagkakapwa tao sa mga nakahihirap. simpleng bagay na mula sau, at taos pusong binibigay sa ibang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;isa na din dito ang makasama ang taong minamahal mo. ung tipong, nde lang family reunion. nandyan si GF/BF, jowa, shota, kasintahan, babes, bhe, dii/mii at madami pang tawagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;pero teka, nawala ata ako sa sinasabi ko. &lt;font color = "blue"&gt;SINO ANG NDE MASAYA SA PASKO?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;ang sagot ko. ang taong nde marunong magpasalamat sa kung ano ang mayroon sya at ang mga taong nde makuha kung ano ang gusto nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;font color ="red"&gt;pero bakit?&lt;/font&gt; maaaring mali ako, maaaring tama ako. pero gaya nga ng sabi ko, ito lamang ay isang opinyon ng isang taong katulad ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;ang mga taong gahaman sa mga bagay na mayroon sila, ngunit nde marunong magpasalamat sa kung ano/mayroon sya ay malungkot. dahil dito, nde nila napapahalagahan ang mayroon sila. iisipin nilang mapapalitan pa ito ng panibago, o di kaya, mas maganda pa sa dati nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;isa pa dito ang mga taong pinagkaitan ng pagmamahal. nakipag-break si eks. ganito, ganyan. siguro nga'y dapat pahalagahan ang relasyon, anuman ang katauan o estado nito. dahil nde lahat ng bagay/relasyon/pagkakataon ay nasa atin. nde natin pagmamay-ari ang buong bagay sa mundo. lahat ito, may katapusan. ang importante, ay naipadama mo sa kanya, kung gaano sya kahalaga. maging tao man ito, o bagay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;pero anong saysay netong blog ko? wala lang. gusto ko lang ipadama sa inyo, na sana... malayo man o malapit.. nde mawawala sa isip ng tao ang kahalagahan ng pasko. kaya habang maaga pa lang, binabati ko na kau mga taos pusong mga taga subay-bay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;MALIGAYANG PASKO AT MANIGONG BAGONG TAON.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1605327296398977305-4949305301925060222?l=raiisay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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